I am a Weinee

I am a wind weinee.  Storms scare me.  The sounds of the wind shaking my windows makes my heart race.  I am scared that they will break.  I hate the feeling of it when it takes the side of my van.  I am afraid that we will fly off the road.  Everything about windy storms terrifies me.  It has been that way since a hurricane blew the roof of a building into our apartment years ago.  I survived, I am fine, but I am a wind weinee.